Us f*ck Them lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
We don need no bottom sh*t we be saying kady
Us f*ck them
What's happening, yo
Us f*cked them girls
[C note] real n*gga sh*t [ku a]
Me tell you sumtin turn your sh*t up
Huhh! Whats happening whats up man
Big gucci, gua , Gucci
You in the air an out n*gga
What's happening wit you n*gga
What's happening for it mate

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
They say they gua some magician with a deuce pot
Ma n*gga locked up and I got to him a green got, I got them OG
Bags I keep em at ma new spot
You better hurry up and buy before you lose that
Ma tool that go make me have to bring the news out
I don't send 1 shot at no n*gga I send 10 shots
They say they couches a ku n*gga but i'm main crop
Dem dem man drop them balls my drop lock just like Fort Knox
To make it Rastafari blow we taking round shots
[Bombo claat] Neighbors complaining spot so hot I had to move out
You took your chain and serve a n*ggas with ma jewels out
Just had a chin man that went wav on you who cool with you
The same n*gga broke in your spot you let him move with you
Am wit ma same old crew who all these new n*ggas
I shoot the ink off yo face I untattoo n*ggas
It shift and go through one n*gga and then shoot two n*ggas
Scu-up!
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Us f*ck them, us f*ck them
It's all about us f*ck them f*ck them
It's us f*ck them, us f*ck them
Family first it's us and f*ck them
It's us f*ck them, us f*ck them
It's all about us f*ck them f*ck them
Us f*ck them, It's us f*ck them
Family first it's us and f*ck them

[Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman]
It's all about us man the Bust and God we trust
Crutch and a bangle praying to God that it bust
Serving the glass Jay squeeze it don't bust
I'm hard to kill like a board i'm built up
Remember going to school some of a shoes had some stuff
So I'm trappin like hell tryna void the steel cuffs
So I'm making them sales then I went and bought a car
Start pulling the burl the umber hood stock
Got me leaning like hell pulling up by the bar
Got em diamonds like hell, trapping in a foreign car
Baby i'm a big dimple when you looking at a star
Got the bricks in some turkey wraps yeah it's in the jar

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Us f*ck them, us f*ck them
It's all about us f*ck them f*ck them
It's us f*ck them, us f*ck them
Family first it's us and f*ck them
It's us f*ck them, us f*ck them
It's all about us f*ck them f*ck them
Us f*ck them, It's us f*ck them
Family first it's us and f*ck them